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[Plexus]

PLEXUS

✯ — You're not a monster, just a human

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plexus Kingsford isn't the most...social. he knows this very well considering his massive anxiety, he can barely attend meetings without wanting to sink into the earth. But, he wanted to host a fun thing, something to bring everyone a bit closer since so many things have been tense lately. His mask sitting in the corner of the residence, the male bustled about setting up many kinds of tables and smaller fire pits. His tail twitching violently as he rushed around, cursing how he didn't know if he had enough glasses, enough plates, enough wood for the pits, he cursed how he couldn't slow down enough to breath, he couldn-

[tt]CRASH[/tt]

A glass shattered as Plexus' muscles finally lashed back out at him after he's been so tense and locking up, his green eyes wild as he backed up with a strangled whine. His heart racing as he knew he didn't have much time left, 'it wasn't supposed to be so stressful!' he cried in his head, paws trembling as he used his tail to sweep the glass shards out of the way. Plexus numbly got back to work on finishing up, his eyes unfocused as he made finishing touches. With a deep breath, he wavered on putting his mask back on before he began brewing tea to settle his nerves. The sweet smell of lavender filled the Guru's home as he took another trembling breath, and would do his best to greet everyone who showed up.

He couldn't do this.

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✯ — HE/HIM. GURU OF COTC. REF. BIO. — ✯

#psy.